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[color=933d41][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor - Billiards Room
[color=933d41][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=933d41][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 3
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	Mauve felt a heaviness pressing down on her. She struggled to keep her eyes open as she slumped back against the billiards table more and more. She could vaguely hear the servant girl's words of seeming concern. Her voice was almost punctuated by the eerie sound of the door to the room clicking shut over the crackling of the fire. [I]Don't fall asleep. Don't fall asleep,[/I] she told herself. Something was amiss, and she knew it. But unfortunately her body had other intentions.

	Slumping back over the billiards table, she was quickly enveloped in the darkness of unconsciousness. Thrusted into a new world, she felt pain explode through her. She glanced downwards with a gasp, to see blood gushing from a stab wound in her stomach. Staggering backwards, she tried in vain to stifle the bleeding with her hands, but the crimson red blood only seeped between her porcelain fingers. Her dark blue eyes came up sharply to see a dark figure lunging at her. She weakly tried to fight the figure off, but the floor was slick with her own blood and her body was growing weaker by the second from the sheer blood loss. This was most assuredly turning into an absolute nightmare.